Black Dragon, starting from the feast

Chapter 2 Annasimon and Yurina
"What a shame, what a shame!" Dragon mother Anna was so angry that she was shaking all over. She slapped the newborn dragon into a pulp with one slap.

Simon was stunned when he saw this scene.

My lovely brother or sister was beaten to death by his biological mother before he could even say a word?
My poor brother or sister.

“It seems that the bloodline of the red dragon is just like this.” This is Anna’s first time as a dragon mother.

Before giving birth, it was also clear that most of the children would probably be dragon beasts, so it made a lot of preparations for this and even found a strong red dragon to be the father of the child.

Unfortunately, even so, Anna cannot overcome the defects of the dragon race.

However, among the three children born, Simon is a real dragon, which is enough for Anna to show off to other dragon mothers.

When many dragon mothers give birth to children for the first time, all the children they hatch are dragon beasts.

"Kakaka~"

The third egg also made a sound at this time.

"A new baby is about to appear." Anna stared at the last egg: "I hope this is not another dragon beast."

Simon also looked over.

At the same time, he was silently blessing the last egg in his heart, hoping that another dragon beast would not hatch and then be slapped to death by Anna.

The eggshell cracked, and a pure black little dragon poked its head out.

"Child, tell me your real name." Mother Dragon lowered her head and stared at the little dragon.

It looked so ferocious, as if if the little dragon was a dragon beast, it would eat the other one without hesitation.

Xiaolong was stunned for a while, then slowly said: "My name is Yulina Aurelion Shanks..."

Hearing this, Mother Long laughed.

It stood up, raised its head and howled, "Hahahaha, this is my first time giving birth to children, and two of my three children are real dragons!"

The sound was deafening.

The birds in the surrounding forests were frightened and flew high into the sky.

Yulina, like Simon, struggled to get out of the eggshell.

Then he ate all the eggshells.

Dragon eggs seem to be rich in nutrients, and the newly born dragons love them very much.

"Hello, my name is Simon, and I'm your brother." Simon took the initiative to step forward and greeted him.

Yulina blinked her eyes and said in a soft voice: "Hello, my name is Yulina."

Suddenly, it noticed a piece of rotten meat beside it.

"what is that?"

Simon replied: "It is also your brother, um...just treat it as a boy."

"???"

Yulina was confused.

"Why is this piece of rotten meat my brother?" Little Yulina couldn't figure it out.

Although it has gained intelligence through its blood, it is still a newly born dragon.

Our wisdom is limited, so it is normal that we cannot understand this.

Simon walked over to the rotten meat and said, "Even though it has been beaten into a paste, it is still a dragon beast after all."

"A dragon beast is also a dragon. If I eat it, the feast skill should be significantly improved, right?"

After hesitating for a while, Simon finally gave up the idea of ​​eating his own brother.

The first is that it is morally unacceptable.

The second reason is that this meat sauce is so disgusting that Simon loses his appetite.

Besides, Simon had just eaten a dragon egg and his stomach was still full, so he no longer had any thoughts of targeting his own brother.

"It's a pity that my second brother's eggshell was beaten into a paste along with my second brother by my mother." Simon was still thinking that since his second brother was dead, his eggshell belonged to him.

Looking at his brother who had turned into a mosaic in front of him, Simon sighed.

It began to dig the ground with its claws. The surrounding area was a swamp, and the soil was soft, so even a newly born dragon could dig easily.

"What are you doing?" Yulina came over and asked curiously.

Simon answered without hesitation: "The dead are the greatest. Let my poor brother rest in peace."

After saying that, he froze.

Heilong doesn't seem to have this custom.

According to the knowledge inherited from blood, the dragon clan has a special dragon tomb. A dragon that dies of old age will be buried in the dragon tomb, but there has never been a custom of burying it in peace.

"How strange." Yulina stretched out her little paw and scratched her head, feeling confused about Simon's behavior.

Simon didn't explain either.

This is what I knew as a human being in my previous life.

Seeing his own brother die, he wanted to bury him in peace... although just now, he was still thinking about his own brother.

Simon quickly dug a big hole, put his brother in the hole and began to bury him.

This whole scene was seen by the dragon mother Anna.

She narrowed her eyes, but didn't pay too much attention to Simon's strange behavior.

"Two real dragons were hatched from three children. I am such a powerful dragon mother." Anna's tail was shaking, showing her emotions at the moment.

Although the second egg was a defective product, Anna was still happy about the feat of having two real dragons among the three dragon eggs.

Under Anna's gaze, the penis that had been beaten into a pulp slowly sank into the ground.

After doing all this, Simon wiped the sweat from his forehead.

With nothing to do, Simon decided to try flying.

He exerted all his strength and a pair of bat-like dragon wings spread out behind him.

Then Simon leaped high into the air and flapped his wings.

The result is predictable, Simon fell flat on his face.

Fortunately, the soil in the swamp was soft and Simon was not injured.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Yulina asked again.

As a young dragon, Yulina was very interested in Simon.

For example, he told himself that the pool of rotten meat was his brother, and he also dug a hole and buried the rotten meat in it, saying that he wanted to let his brother rest in peace.

These novel moves are not found in the knowledge passed down through blood.

"Of course it's learning to fly," Simon answered as a matter of course.

"But how can we fly without using magic to strengthen our wings?" Yulina asked again.

Simon's expression froze.

Yes, the dragonfly is still small, and if it tries hard, it may be able to fly with just its wings. But when it grows up and is dozens of meters in size, how much strength does it take to fly with just its wings?

Now the problem arises.

Simon only inherited some basic knowledge from his bloodline, but did not inherit how to use magic to strengthen his wings and fly.

It seems I can only rely on myself.

"Hehe, you found out. I was actually exercising." Simon lied without blushing or beating his heart.

"I see. Only when your body is strong enough can the magic power in your body become more. Brother, you are so smart." Yulina's face was full of admiration.

Simon continued to try to practice flying.

Under his energetic mood, even Yulina was infected and started to "train" together.

Dragon mother Anna just watched the two little dragons silently.

Perhaps it was too boring, she yawned, lay on the ground, and fell asleep unknowingly.

(End of this chapter)